Dzazmie_D_Fountain

Note to readers..
Dear readers, I will have to pause the update for TBIF.
This is to enable work on my books for WSA, Bed Of Roses and the one I will be entering today.
I hope you all will continue to give me the same positive energy you've been giving.
Thanks for understanding.

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Damien had been stuck in a night from five years ago when he had a night with a random lady. For some reasons, he couldn't get her off his mind and vowed to find her. But that would be hard. 

With only her face in his memory and no name, how would he find her?

As coincidences, fate, destiny, and a certain connection pull them, with each passing moment, closer to each other, they realize that they had been right under each other's noses all along. 

"Do, you really think.it was just a night stand?" The older woman asked and the two youngsters were thrown into instant confusion.

Eleanor was sure that the only reason she went to the bar was because she was angry and needed a place to vent it out. And to her greatest knowledge, no one forced her to it.

Damien too. He was at the Castle of Wine because he needed a quiet place... away from work.

So... What was it...?

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And, when they find out that it wasn't just a nightstand they shared, but infact, had a lot of things in common apart from the kids, only then would they realize... 

The journey just begun... ㅗㅠㅠㅗㅎ

The Billionaire's Instant Family

Note... The chapter before this should have been Secrets..

Do well to read that before reading this one

"Mother?" Damien called as soon as he opened the door. His voice was low and trembled lightly.

The woman on the mat in a corner of the room turned to face him. Her head tilted to the side and she scrutinized Damien very well.

Damien smiled at her reaction. He knew she wouldn't recognize him -she never did. Still, he came every week to see her with hopes that she would one day recognize him.

"I brought flowers." He said, holding the lilies with both hands before him. He grinned awkwardly and scratched the back of his neck.

"Actually, I plucked them at the foot of the hill since no flower shops would be open now."